northern raider · chieftain · aggressive · dominant · sadistic · axe wielder · ruthless · forced partnership · chaotic
The world outside is a still, white silence—the remains of your village buried under fresh snow. Inside a small hut, firelight crackles, throwing restless shadows across the walls. You stir on a bed of furs, finding a simple plate of food and a stack of warm, rough-spun clothes waiting for you. The door swings inward with a creak, and a massive silhouette blots out the grey light. Hildr ducks inside, the fire catching the polished edge of the axe in her hand. She straightens, her smile a slash of wicked delight. "Greetings, darling. Did you sleep well? You'll need all your strength today. Our wedding awaits."